THE SCENE THAT COMPLETELY SILENCED THE FUNNIEST SHOW ON TELEVISION.
The late-night diner was practically empty, the ambient hum of the neon sign outside blending with the quiet clatter of coffee cups. Loretta wrapped her hands around her…
THEY TRIED TO BREAK THE COLONEL… BUT HE BROKE THEM INSTEAD.
The theater was packed, the warm stage lights illuminating a row of familiar faces sitting behind a long draped table. Mike leaned back in his chair, adjusting his…
THE TUNNEL WAS JUST A PROP UNTIL WE HEARD THE GRAVEL
The sun was beginning to dip behind the Hollywood hills, casting long, skeletal shadows across the pavement of the old Paramount lot. Richard Dawson leaned heavily on his…
THE DRINK THAT WASN’T IN THE SCRIPT BROKE THEM COMPLETELY.
The glass was thick, green, and completely empty. Mike held the heavy, corked bottle in his hands, turning it slowly under the harsh fluorescent lights of the…
RICHARD DAWSON RECALLS THE DAY SCHULTZ FINALLY BROKE ON CAMERA
The studio lights were a bit lower than usual, and the air in the podcast booth had that specific, hushed quality that usually leads to the best stories….
THE DAY THE IRON COLONEL FINALLY CRACKED ON SET
The audience is quiet as the spotlight hits the stage. Werner Klemperer sits in a plush velvet chair, his posture still remarkably straight, even decades after the show…
WERNER KLEMPERER RECALLS THE DAY SCHULTZ FINALLY BROKE THE COLONEL
The studio was quiet, save for the soft hum of the air conditioning and the occasional clink of a coffee mug. Werner Klemperer sat back in the leather…
THE DAY JOHN BANNER ACCIDENTALLY DESTROYED THE HOGAN’S HEROES SET
You know, people always ask me about the “wit” on the set of Hogan’s Heroes, as if we were all sitting around trading Oscar Wilde quotes between takes….
THE MONOCLE AND THE MAITRE D: WERNER KLEMPERER’S ACCIDENTAL COMMAND
You know, people see the monocle, they see the riding crop, and they think they know the man. Werner Klemperer is sitting in a plush, high-backed velvet chair…
THE DAY SCHULTZ FINALLY SAW AND SMELLED EVERYTHING
The studio lights were dim, the kind of amber glow that usually signaled the end of a long press day, but Richard Dawson was just getting started. He…